There’s a thing about writing where I want every post to hit that sweet spot of being amazing and every word I write to scintillate with wit or the magic that makes people go ‘ah’ and light up in recognition.
There IS always something wonderful! There is so much magic in the imperfect and the ordinary and the minutiae. I always look forward to reading what you write, please keep doing what you do
It’s 6.20am. I was woken by my fire alarm going off -- no fire. I turned to Substack for inspiration or possibly consolation and discovered you and your writing. It’s going to be a good day. Thank you. “The reason I write is because one day, when I’m long gone, I hope my children will find me here, in writing like this.”
All I can say is I really enjoyed reading this. Especially the part at the end about your children. I believe that completely put into words why I also write. 💜 Thank you for expressing it so magically.
“ Every day is so full of moments that I sometimes feel completely overwhelmed that I can’t even begin to capture them all. I keep trying.” You are brilliant at it. It’s why your posts are so thrilling to read.
"Life is scrubbing salmon cat vomit out of my cream carpet and sending unhinged emails to my neighbours in twenty foot high font." I love this so much.
Please don’t stop writing. I look forward to reading your shenanigans, living in a foreign country, spending large parts of my day speaking a foreign language, I love the connection you give me to my roots…thank you
There IS always something wonderful! There is so much magic in the imperfect and the ordinary and the minutiae. I always look forward to reading what you write, please keep doing what you do
Thank you so much. xx
It’s 6.20am. I was woken by my fire alarm going off -- no fire. I turned to Substack for inspiration or possibly consolation and discovered you and your writing. It’s going to be a good day. Thank you. “The reason I write is because one day, when I’m long gone, I hope my children will find me here, in writing like this.”
Glad you weren’t on fire xx
Me too!
All I can say is I really enjoyed reading this. Especially the part at the end about your children. I believe that completely put into words why I also write. 💜 Thank you for expressing it so magically.
Thank you. x
“ Every day is so full of moments that I sometimes feel completely overwhelmed that I can’t even begin to capture them all. I keep trying.” You are brilliant at it. It’s why your posts are so thrilling to read.
"Life is scrubbing salmon cat vomit out of my cream carpet and sending unhinged emails to my neighbours in twenty foot high font." I love this so much.
:)
Please don’t stop writing. I look forward to reading your shenanigans, living in a foreign country, spending large parts of my day speaking a foreign language, I love the connection you give me to my roots…thank you
Thank you. xx
Oh, but — the scintillation of the senses is part and parcel of the spiritual life . . .
Wow, I have no idea what that means 🤷🏽♀️ but okay . . .
If I ever find myself concerned about people going to hell, I may consider your recommendation.